0 comments/ 20820 views/ 1 favorites Vignettes: Ki By: boo_dreaux 'Back in the day', as the old saw goes, my life was hedonistic to the extreme, or so some would say. I dove into the swinging lifestyle for several years, both with my ex as well as my wife, with very little urging needed. There are myriad stories, not told here before, involving swinging with both, though not at the same time, of course, that I'll recount in these vignettes. Ki... Before the internet, for swingers, there were mags that featured ads from couples and singles seeking each other. Barb, my ex, and I had a few encounters through answering select ads that proved very enjoyable and when she expressed interest in a new ad, I encouraged her to respond. Yada, yada, yada, Barb and Ki, the other female, wrote, then phoned a couple of times, testing the waters so to speak. Arrangements were worked out so that Barb could join me on a business trip to Ki and Ron's city and if the vibes were right, a party was to be had. Ron was called out of town unexpectedly on business but, in a telephone conversation with me, he asked that Barb and I show Ki a good time, if a party was to happen. I assured him that we would. I left our hotel the morning after we arrived to make my customer calls and the plan was that Ki would meet Barb at our hotel and they would work on their tans at the pool. Barb was to tell me later that when she met Ki in the lobby, she felt a surge of 'something' rush through her body and that it heightened her expectations. Ki said pretty much the same thing when she talked about first meeting us. Ki and Ron stayed friends and sexual partners for quite a while, and when Barb and I divorced, I was a third with them quite often. But I digress. I made my sales calls and had a very good day with business but, truthfully, my mind was preoccupied with fantasy-thoughts of what 'might' be going on back at the hotel. I managed to finish early that day-yeah, I know, big surprise!- and had quite a boner from my thoughts as I drove back to the hotel. Anticipating a vision of intertwined bodies; I slowly open the door to the suite and quietly walked into the bedroom. It was empty...and I'm sure you cold hear the deflation of my expectations from a block away! But there was a note telling me to come meet them at the pool. Changing quickly to 'kick-back' clothes, I set off for the pool. Barb, at the time, was in her late twenties, 5'5" and very shapely with 36-C boobs, lovely things they were I might add, and at 125 lbs., looked great in a bikini. Ki was early thirties, 5'2", 110'ish, and a spectacular pair of silicon breasts, 34-D, I believe; took my breath away momentarily when Barb introduced me to Ki. The girls were now in the shade of the pool wall, having gotten enough sun for the day and were sipping on Margaritas, lying in lounge chairs. I ordered a 151 and coke and the three of us made chit-chat for about a half-hour or so when I rose and announced that I was going back to the room to roll a joint and that they were invited to join me. Ki and Barb had established their mutual fondness for herbs in initial conversations, and Ki said that they'd join me after they've finished their drinks. And so it went, with them joining me within ten minutes, just as I finished rolling a 'fat-boy'. Barb answered the knock at the door, anticipating the room service drinks that she had ordered for us. While she dealt with that, Ki joined me on the couch as I closed up my stash box. The room-service kid was getting an eyeful of Barb's body and boobs and I noticed her taking her time to sign the bill and all, letting him get some good looks. Barb loved to tease like that and, truthfully, it was a turn-on watching her work her mojo on guys. "He'd fucked you right there in foyer if you had asked," I commented jokingly to Barb when she joined Ki and I on the couch. "Yeah, I know," she responded, laughingly, "I thought about it for a brief second or two," she admitted. "I think I prefer my present companions," she continued, "you know, people who don't have to be shown what or how to do stuff." "Yeah, me too," Ki chimed in, adding, "Ron and I had a threesome with a young guy that was disappointing because of his inexperience." "Don't you just hate that?" Barb asked. "Yep" and turning to me, Ki asked, "You gonna light that thing or just look at it?" laughing afterwards. I fired us up and so began the trip to happyland. Stone-talk is stone-talk. Stoners know it, some admit it, and some don't think much about it one way or the other. The girls talked their heads off about their likes and dislikes about swinging, their preferences in partners, biggest dick they'd fucked, and so on. I listened, enjoying the view of these two scantily clad women, and the stone that was overtaking me. I leaned back into the far end of the couch and watched as Barb moved closer to Ki in order to nuzzle her and stuff. Ki offered no resistance as Barb's kisses and touches became bolder, more urgent with heat. Raising her head to Barb's kisses on her neck, Ki's eyes locked with mine, and she slipped her hand inside of Barb's Bikini bottoms and started kneading Barb's ass-cheeks. By now, Barb had Ki's top off and had been sucking on those 34-Ds with gusto while her hand played with Ki's pussy under the swim bottoms. The sounds from both of them were now loud with excitement and desire, and my hand was slowly rubbing my cock through my gym shorts. Quickly, so fast that my stoned eyes almost missed it, Barb pulled Ki's bottoms from her while, at the same time, pushing her onto her back so that her legs were spread and over her shoulders. Just as swiftly, Barb's head was buried between Ki's legs, the sounds of her cullingual assault filling the quiet of the room. Mixed with that were the soft moans from Ki's lips as her hands pulled Barb's head harder against her crotch. Pulling my shorts from my body, I knelt behind Barb, and pulling her hips up to meet my cock, I slowly slipped it into her very wet pussy, slowly pumping as she liked for me to do when fucking her doggy style. The three of us climaxed quickly, too quickly for all of us, but nevertheless, there it was. I rolled us another, smaller, doobie and we passed it between us as we caught our collective breaths. Ki swallowed the roach, then leaning over Barb's lap, she began licking and sucking my dick until it was rock hard again. Silently, she moved to her knees on the floor and pulled Barb so that Barb's legs were over her shoulders. Lifting her ass in invitation, Ki lowered her head and began eating Barb's pussy. Reaching with a free hand, Ki pulled me into position behind her spectacular, upturned, ass. Ki was smaller and tighter than Barb by just a wee bit, but it didn't take us long to get into a rhythm with her vocally expressing her pleasure from both my cock and the taste of my wife's love-box. I held off as long as I could, ya know? But, in the end, I came before the girls did and after slipping my cock from Ki's pussy, I retreated to an armchair to catch my breath, and watch the show. Ki spent the night, after calling Ron to check with him, to see if he'd mind. He didn't, but only after eliciting a promise from Ki that she'd tell him all about it, in great detail. She had quite the story to share with him upon his return... Vignettes: My First Threesome... There was 'something' in the air those few days before I was invited to join Marv and his wife, June, for drinks and BBQ at their place, on Saturday. I couldn't quite put a finger on it then but, in retrospect, it all now makes sense. Marv was my suprivisor at work and a really good guy to work for. He knew his 'stuff' about our job and I was learning a lot from him. He'd talk about he and June's life, their partying, and frequent weekend getaways. I listened and enjoyed his ability to tell stories, and as an eighteen year-old, I didn't have many stories to share, or rather, that I wanted to share, not yet at least. I first met June when she dropped by the work-site to bring Marv his lunch, staying to sit with us while we took our break. She was in her late twenties, close to Marv's age, and attractive, though not a raving beauty. Her smile and easy laughter more than made up for any perceived missing physical beauty. Some would call her plain while I thought her to be more alluring, why, I don't know. It was after that day, a few days later when Marv made the invite for the weekend. It was in those few days prior to the BBQ that I sensed a different 'vibe' from Marv; sort of like he knew something I didn't, and of course, he did, but I'd find that out for myself on that Saturday. Marv and June had a nice, secluded bungalow just outside of town, in the foothills of the towering mountains. Their deck looked out to the mountains and their nearest neighbors were down the road, a mile or so away. The drive out was made even better since I had taken the liberty to roll a couple of doobies for the drive. This latest batch was so good though, that a couple of hits was all it took to put you into the zone. I arrived around 5 or so, as asked, bringing a bottle of wine which, it turned out, was June's drink of choice. The three of us chatted and relaxed while Marv prepared the ribs, my eyes frequently darting to take in June's nice cleavage which I hadn't noticed a few days earlier. Her hair was different and she seemed more talkative than the other day, her smile a bit coyer. The longer we chatted, the more it seemed that June and I were conversing more than the three of us but Marv would occasionally contribute a comment or two, but mostly, he just watched the two of us talk and get to know each other. Marv threw the ribs onto the grill when the time was right and retreated to the house to open another bottle of wine. June and I were sitting on a divan, on the deck, and our conversation was free and easy, seemingly as if we'd known each other for years. At some point, as we talked, I noticed that her cleavage was even more exposed, another button undone on her blouse. She was braless with C-cup sized breasts it appeared and when she caught me looking, she just smiled but made no attempt to close up her blouse, which was fine with me. Between the joint and wine, I was feeling somewhat aroused at the peek show I was getting. Marv arrived with fresh wine and glasses and we toasted to a wonderful sunset. I told them a little about myself, and when asked about current girlfriends, I simply told the truth; not at the moment and that I was okay with that. June asked if that wasn't a bit hard on me, giving my youth and all but I told them that I was able to 'meet my needs' with some of the local gals around town, which drew a round of laughter from them. June commented that she was sure I had no problem getting girls into bed. I told that I did alright in that regard which brought about a smile and nod from her. The ribs were delicious, and throughout the meal, I felt June's leg rub against mine several times, lingering longer each time. She looked at my face several times and saw that I was quite aware and didn't move my leg away. In fact, I began brushing against hers, in concert with her movements towards the end of the meal. Marv insisted on taking care of the cleanup himself, ordering us to refill our wine glasses and, maybe, wait for him in the hot tub where he'd join us. When I protested that I didn't bring a suit, June smiled and said that I wouldn't need one, that they hot tub in the nude. "Works for me," I said, feeling little pain by this time. June turned on the tub, set the controls and led me through a patio door that connected to their bedroom. Turning, she told me that I could lay my clothes on a nearby chair and she'd get us some towels. I was dropping my shorts when she returned, giving my 'package' a not-so-slow look-see, smiling at me afterwards. "Nice," she commented as she slowly started undoing the two remaining buttons of her blouse, exposing her nice, melon-shaped breasts, with nipples that were paritally hard. "Would you be okay with a little reefer?" she asked as she slid out of her shorts, then, panties, her bush more of a landing strip to the folds of her pussy, which glistened a bit with wetness. "I already have a couple rolled, if you'd like to try mine," I replied, adding, "Marv's okay with this as well, I hope." Marv answered for himself, walking in from the living room hallway, into their bedroom, saying, "Tonight, you're a friend, not an employee; what happens here tonight, stays here tonight, okay?" smiling at me afterwards. "Got it, and yes, okay," I responded. "I need to make a phone call," Marv said to us, "You two go on out there and get mellow; I'll be out shortly." Taking me by the hand, June led our naked bodies back to the tub on the deck, the steam rising from it as the night air moved in from the mountains. It was July but it could get chilly at night out there. Stopping her before she stepped into the tub, I handed her the joint I just lit, holding in the hit I just took. She moved closer to me, taking the joint and taking a healthy hit for herself. "Very nice, indeed," she commented as she handed the joint back to me, letting her nipple brush against my arm as she did so. That little bit of interaction caused my cock to twitch slightly, bringing a smile to her face. She climbed into the tub first, my eyes taking in her shapely ass, and joining her on a bench seat, I settled into the warm water next to her. The two of us finished the joint with two hits each and just leaned back with our heads on the tub, letting the stoning take place. Her hand found mine and held it as we looked up into the sky, enjoying the buzz. I had already forgotten about Marv, sitting there with his wife, the both of us stoned. When I felt her lips on the side of my neck, I responded with an instant erection as I reached for her lips with my own. We kissed hotly and passionately for quite a while, her hand now having found my cock to stroke, slowly and teasingly. It was when she broke our kiss to take my cock into her mouth, that I thought about Marv, asking, "What about Marv?" "Don't worry about Marv, he won't mind if we play," she assurred me before swallowing me expertly in one, quick movement. Marv was quickly out of my thoughts then. After several minutes of teasing me, she said that she wanted me to wait to cum, that she wanted me inside of her when I did. Quickly standing, she pulled me to her and kissed me hard, putting my cock between her legs so that she could rub on it with her pussy. It was all I could do not to cum then and there. We quickly dried with the towels she had brought for us and went back to their bedroom which was now lit by several candles. "Marv did this for us," she said as she pulled me into her bed with her, "and he'll watch us as we make love, you and me, okay?" her hand stroking me as I lay next to her, my mouth dropping to her breasts as she pulled my head to her chest. Pulling me on top of her, she guided my cock into her pussy, which was now very wet and slick. Wrapping her legs around my butt, holding me to her, we began a steady, slow grind of our bodies. She raised her head from the bed to bite and suck on my nipples as our fucking increased in tempo and passion. She bit hard enough to cause me pain, but I was eighteen and bullet-proof and endured it, the enjoyment of her pussy too good to think about the pain of her teeth on my mipples. Her moans turned to screams when she climaxed, our pubic bones crashing into each other hard. She orgasmed twice more before I exploded when I could hold it no longer and collapsed to the side of her when I finished. I don't know how long we lay there before I became aware of Marv. He appeared as if by magic from somewhere, I don't know where, and was slowly licking his way to June's freshly-fucked pussy with his tongue. Looking down at him, I could see he was now naked and watching him trace his tongue between June's legs was a turn on. I watched, leaning on my elbow, as he buried his face into June's pussy, his cunlingual abilities, making her moan with pleasure. She held his head to her pussy as she ground it against his mouth, he noisily sucking my cum from her snatch. She quickly climaxed again as he eagerly licked her clean. "Your cum and her juices taste good together," he said to me, smiling and looking me in the eyes. Glancing at my cock, which was semi-hard from my watching them just now, he smiled, licking his lips Just then, June pushed me flat onto the bed and straddled my head between her legs, lowering her pussy to my mouth. "Eat me," she commanded, "eat me and make me cum some more." What's a guy to do? Right? Burying my mouth with her pussy, I eagerly began my task as she moved back and forth against my efforts. I was now totally into what I was doing and didn't even register for some time that someone's mouth was working over my dick pretty damned well. Had to be Marv. Oh well, a good cock-sucking is just that, a good cock-sucking. Pushing the fact that Marv was giving me a really good blowjob to the back of my mind, I resumed eating his wife, my efforts doubled by the combination of sensations; my mouth on her pussy and his mouth on my cock. She climaxed first, a long strong one before I blew my load into Marv's agreeable mouth and throat. I spent the night but got no sleep, none of us did. That night was my first-ever threesome and my eighteen year-old body did me proud. It was the beginning of a sexual relationship for the three of us that lasted a few years. Not that night, but maybe six months later, Marv would learn that one of the secrets that I didn't share was that I had sucked cock before, when I was younger and experimenting with a guy-pal; I knew how and I liked it, as did he, that first time I sucked him off. A very nice coming-of-age event in my life. Vignettes of a Threesome ...the tension in the room had been that thick. You needed that little break in the bathroom to take some deep breaths, to check your hair, to admire the amazing job you did tonight on your dramatic lipstick. You step back from the mirror, heave one last sigh and head out the door. Turning the corner you run smack into a nude male form. Your mouth is covered in a hungry kiss and you reflexively close your eyes and return the ardor. As your back meets the wall next to the bed you realize your not sure which lover has embraced you...but you don't care either. Your lust is being fed and increased by the surprise and the intensity of the embrace. He pins your wrists to the wall with one of his hands as he attacks your neck. You hear the moan and lazily realize it escaped your own mouth. He turns you around and lowers you to the bed while attaching hot lips to your nipple and passing your wrists off to another set of hands. You now rest on the bed and before you can open your eyes and determine which lovers is where, you are blindfolded. The lover above you begins to kiss your face, your eyes, your neck, your chest while the other teases the area around your wanting sex... ...once you broke your reverie and grabbed a cock, the blindfold was removed. The mystery of the foreplay solved. "Say it." I command you. "Fuck me...hard." you command back. He moves to lay besides you and you kiss him deeply. I thumb your clit and you moan in response. He grabs a nipple and twists it until you moan again. All the while I marvel at the beauty generated by you allowing yourself to drink in the satisfaction we willingly offer to you. You whine in disappointment as he moves his head down to draw one of your beautiful nipples into his mouth as I begin to rub your wet entrance with my glans. I wait, you moan; I wait you open your eyes and raise them to meet mine. I slam myself into you as deep as I can in one stroke and your mouth opens into a silent cry of triumph. You receive your demand and I slap your ass... ...I've held back, but you have not. Just as I intended. After your warm up orgasm on his mouth, you've had a body-shaking orgasm with me deep inside you. I love watching you come. As your senses return, again we lock gazes and I know what you want. It makes me crazy to hear you give voice to your desires, so I tell you to do so: "Say it." I command you. You remove his cock from your mouth and engage his disappointed face. "D...fuck me." you command him in return. I reluctantly remove myself from within you and lay down beside you lazily tracing the wrinkles and crevices of your distinctly erect nipples. He is about to enter you when you demand a stop to all action. You then direct me to lay in the middle of the bed, my head inches from the headboard. Gingerly you then climb onto your knees. Ass presented to one lover; mouth hovering over the other. Looking over your shoulder, you look him in the eyes and and growl, "Rough." Then you turn your attention to my rampant hard on. He similes with that impish glint in his eye and I see him disappear over your back. Your pause is almost imperceptible as he begins to lick your slit unexpectedly. A frisson runs through you as he gives good attention to your clit. I can tell when his fingers enter you and I can hear them wetly piston your sex. A moan from you runs through me as I guess you have had another release with my cock deep in your throat. I smile as he rises up behind you like an evil genii and notice he is finishing settling his condom on his erection. He starts by grabbing both your hips and enters your aggressively. You respond by grabbing my hips. As he pulls you onto his raging member, you pull yourself off and swallow my cock. It goes this way for a few minutes while I concentrate on not coming just yet... ...the smack that resounds in the room as he begins to slap your ass makes me wince, but you just moan your approval into me. I break away from the ultra erotic sight of you swallowing me whole and notice that he has one hand in the small of your back and one hand in front of himself and below my field of view. You are uttering little staccato grunts in rhythm with his thrusts. I begin to wonder what he has in mind as he reaches down to the bed to grab a bottle of lube. I think to myself that you must be plenty wet the way he is pounding into you. Then, while controlling the speed of your fucking with the hand on your back, I watch him flip open the lid and pour it liberally onto your ass. It takes me a minute to understand what he is doing. He caps the bottle and tosses it back to the bed. His hand then returns to that spot I cannot watch. The see-saw of your banging slows...and then stops. You continue to work me; maybe even increase your intensity. I can see his arm moving...and then the movement slows. I can't believe it as I perceive him put pressure on a finger and enter you. Your mouth comes off of me. Your eyes half-lidded your take in a ragged breath and let it out slowly...with a guttural growl. Your head hangs down and your lustrous hair brushes my body. Your nipples tickle my balls. After a few minutes of watching in awe as his finger explores you as I have never seen, your heads snaps up and a strong, definite voices comes from you, "Put another finger in my ass." There could be no arguing with you...and I watch stunned as you expand your sexual appetites. I don't think I've ever been so deep in your throat before, and I have been very deep. You are deliberate and powerful in the work you are doing on me. Subtle but audible grunts come from you as you concentrate your own body while distracting yourself with mine...and again your head rises. "Put the plug in my ass and fuck me 'til I come." is the directive you deliver to the wall above my head, but there is no question who you are dictating to. He reaches to the side of your body opposite the lube and picks up the small plug I bought for you. I can tell he takes his time applying the lube and making sure you are ready for it. All the while you spend your anticipation heaving your breath and lazily licking my cock harvesting the pre-cum leaking from it. And then it is in place. You look me directly in the eye and say, "You may regret creating this monster." As he resumes the pounding his cock is giving your sex and his hand is giving your ass, you return to my hard on. The rhythm you both fall into and the sight of you lost in sexual insensibility is bringing me toward the edge. "Oh, no you don't," you say squeezing the base of my cock to stave off my orgasm. As I watch you approach your own release, head thrown back, breath coming raggedly, I am shocked when you slam your head down on me. I then realize that you are coming. Coming like I have never seen. You then do what I always ask you to — you take my glans between your molars and bite. Harder than you ever have. Your body shakes in an orgasm I can tell engulfs your entire being... ...and tears roll down your face from the force of your climax. I can tell as you ride me that my new piercing and the nob on the cock ring we bought are hitting your clit in "just the right way." I am excited thinking of the plug in your ass and I can feel it every time I enter you. Between the plug, my piercing and ring and D's cock in your mouth I know you have never come with this ferociousness before. I am so happy for you that you have achieved a new plateau... ...I cup both ass cheeks in my hands as I push myself into you. Although I have been here already tonight, I am thinking of him being in you just a few minutes ago and I get even harder... ...my orgasm approaches. I smile as you look down at me and then turn back to his sex and spit on it. We both know that it does something for him even though we don't understand it... ...I chuckle softly to myself as you take him out of your mouth and slap yourself on the cheek with it... ...I am again shocked and very aroused watching as he tenses and you prepare for him to come in your mouth. I have fantasized about this, but never really thought I would see it. Then, to put this scene even more in the realm of "never happen", you swallow the first spasm, but pull him out before the next and let him finish his peak all over your face. Some of it even hits your hair. When he is done, you smile at me; you smile at him; then your finger begins to scoop the rivulets off your cheek and guide them to your mouth... ...(sigh) Vignettes: She Asked Me To! In retrospect, I still think it was a good idea, at the time, and Eli agrees with me. Eli is my wife, my friend, my lover of over 25 years. But, I digress. In the early years of our marriage, when we were in our thirties, we became involved in the swinging lifestyle. Both of us had exes, and by the time we met, we had both been around the block a few times. My ex and I were in the lifestyle and upon hearing of some my stories from those days, Eli became curious and we explored for several years. All of that is told in order that you might get 'into the moment', so to speak. Vignettes: Welcome to Our Home I didn't start out to be a voyeur, I really didn't, but as with many things in life, shit happens... It was during a threesome with my ex and a friend that I discovered the pleasure of watching others have sex and when your gal is one of the 'watch-ees', well hell, it's all the more of a charge to the senses. After a few months of reading the 'real sex stories' in one of the high-classed "Gentlemen's" mags, we'd always fuck like minks because we were so damned horny and turned-on. Eventually, we shared sexual fantasies and it was an easy step into the lifestyle, a step we made together and a step we both wanted to take. That first step was pretty memorable... "Seems a shame that Randy missed out on a blowjob to come and visit with us," Char whispered to me in our waterbed, upstairs, in our bedroom loft. Randy was a friend of long-standing with me and had flown in to see me and to meet Char for the first time. Randy lived across the country and had the weekend off from his job as an airline pilot. He had another option for that weekend which was to go to Atlanta and hook up with "the best cock-sucking mouth of the South", that, or fly to Denver to see us. Yeah, I know...surprised me too. We joked about it in the car as we drove up to the mountains for some lunch and brewskis, finally settling in at our apartment for the night with a lot of Jack D. and ice. Yeah, we did get loaded, and when we called it a night, Randy settled in on the pull-out sofabed downstairs. "Yeah, it does," I whispered in reply to her comment. "Maybe," Char whispered, "it wouldn't be terrible if I showed him what a real blowjob is all about." Turning my head towards her when she said that, I saw a flash of JD-fueled excitement in her green eyes. Hey folks, Char could give a world-class blowjob, hands down. Well, I was just cruising enough from the JD that her suggestion seemed like a great idea and I found myself saying, in response, "No, it wouldn't be the worse thing in the world, would it?" "You wouldn't mind?" Char whispered cautiously, her hand now stroking my hardening cock, her palm sliding around the head, smearing it with my precum. "We've talked about it for a while now," I whispered, referring to our fantasy-sharing, "so, yeah, why not?" "I'll come back up and take care of you afterwards," She whispered as she slid out of bed quickly, not bothering with her robe to cover her nakedness. "I'll be here," I replied with a whiskey-smile. I laid there listening as her footsteps padded down the carpeted stairs from our loft. I heard a murmur of voices, both whispering, shortly after I heard her near the pullout where Randy was bunked. I heard the sound of the sofabed when Char sat on the bed, at least I assume she sat on the side of the bed. For whatever reason, I didn't peek over the bannister of the loft though I surely could of. Still, the sounds that reached my ears of his increased breathing and of her muffled slurping of his cock told me that my friend Randy was discovering the joys of a cocksucking by Char. I laid there, eyes closed, my mind-movie playing the scene below in my head as I slowly stroked myself, the sound-track being the muffled sounds reaching my ears from downstairs. The sounds became slightly louder as Char brought Randy closer to climax, both of their attempts at being 'quiet', a lost cause. "Mmmmmmph," I suddenly heard Char's muffled voice cry, that sound telling me that my friend had just lost his load into my girlfriend's mouth and throat. "Ooooh, Goddamn....damn, that felt good," Randy's voice whispered just loud enough for me to hear. "Sleep tight, sweetie," I heard Char whisper, followed by the sounds of her climbing the stairs. Silently, she slipped back into our bed and into my arms, our mouths meshing hard against the other. Her mouth and lips still had a bit of his cum, a first for me, another man's cum that is, but, truth be told, it didn't bother me in the least. Sliding down my body, Char dropped her head and took her deliciously sweet time sucking me as she had never done before. If her blowjobs of me were a ten before, that night it was a forty. I kid you not. Afterwards, we fell asleep in each other's arms, both smiling. It wasn't until the next evening that Randy joined us in bed... In the morning, over breakfast, Char's oral present to Randy was the 'elephant in the room', but, in a good way. After an hour or so of avoiding the obvious, Randy finally broke the tension by smilingly 'toasting' Char with his mug of coffee, saying, "Obviously, I made the right choice in coming to visit y'all." "Obviously," I agreed with a smile, "glad you enjoyed," taking a sip of my coffee afterwards. "Didn't want you to regret making the choice that you did," Char smilingly chimed in, causing us all to chuckle in agreement. The day was spent sight-seeing, lunch, and a couple of hours of pool-playing, beer-drinking, shot-shooting at one of Denver's notorius 'dive bars', Lancer's. Around four'ish, it was determined that we should head back to the apartment while still somewhat sober, so we did. Some steaks on the grill took care of dinner, followed by a few cocktails that had us all very, very mellow when the sunset slipped behind the foothills to the west of the mile-high city. Randy hit the shower while I helped Char with the cleanup of our dinner and such. With a flick of the switch, the dishwasher started its duties and Char and I sank into the sofa. "So, what's the plan for the evening?" Char asked with her head on my shoulder. "No plans. Open for suggestions," I replied. "I'm a bit horny if that's a big enough hint of where my head's at," She responded with a hand stroking my package through my jeans. "Horny enough to handle the two of us," I found myself saying/suggesting, referring to Randy, of course. "I believe I could handle that," she replied followed by a tongue-probing kiss just as Randy rejoined us after his shower. "Jeez, get a room you two," He joked as he fixed himself another drink. "We will," I replied, "upstairs, after we've both showered...care to join?" Pausing with his drink at his lips, Randy looked at me with a scrunched-up face full of 'What-the Fuck?" all over it. "Char, I'm hitting the shower next...why don't you explain to Randy what I'm talking about," and standing, I left them to shower. Okay, I admit it, I jacked-off when showering, the thought of the impending threesome making me hornier than a goat. Throwing on a robe, I emerged from the shower, padded downstairs and found Char and Randy playing kissy-face on the sofa. They obviously had not heard me so I sat on the landing and watched as they kissed lustfully, his hand all over her magificent 36C bra-less boobs, hers rubbing his crotch with skill. It was hot. It was a turn-on that got my cock rock-hard in a nano-second. "Your turn, baby," I finally said, startling them both as evidenced by the quick flush of red to both of their faces. "Uh," Randy fumbled to say when Char went upstairs to shower, "Hey, I mean..." "Forget it, pal, you have no reason to apologize if that's what you're trying to do," I said to put him at ease, "besides, she's already told you of what we're planning, that is, if you'd like to." "Are you kidding? I'd be fucking nuts to say no," He quickly responded, a smile on his face, "and you're really okay with this?" "Absolutely," was my reply. Char emerged from her shower, a short, thin wrap covering (barely), her scrumptious body. We were in no hurry, sharing stories, laughing, and finishing off the bottle of JD with a flourish, at which point, Char stood up from the couch and holding out a hand to each of us, led us upstairs to our bed. Lighting a few candles, Char slipped out of her wrap and into bed, Randy and I following in a heartbeat. Slowly, not hurrying, he and I began an exploration of Char's body using our hands and mouths, her kisses wet, warm and lustful, as was ours. Slipping between her legs, I went down on her as she lifted her head to take Randy's cock into her mouth while he kneeled on the bed next to her head. With my eyes lifted so that I could watch her suck him, the sight fueled my cunnilingus of her pussy, my efforts bringing her to a quick climax, her hand pulling my head tighter to her snatch as she rubbed it against my tongue and mouth frantically. Backing away, I moved so that I could continue to kiss her as Randy moved his body between her splayed legs. Slipping his throbbing dick into her, she and I kissed, her tongue tasting of precum as she relished the taste of her juices on my mouth. Pulling back to watch them fuck, she slipped her hands onto his hips, holding him in place while they gyrated in lustful splendor. It was hot watching them fuck like minks, my yet-to-be-released cum rising in my own throbbing cock. He climaxed first, a mighty one at that, leaving him shaking on his arms which held him above her. When he slipped his semi-flaccid dick from her, she pulled me to take his place, her pussy now wet and creamy from their cum. Slipping into her, she 'locked' me into place with her heels digging into my ass, her nails biting into my hips. Away we went, fucking like two teenagers discovering sex for the first time. She and I both reached orgasm at the same time, the bed rocking from our thrusts, the sounds of satisfaction bouncing off the walls of the apartment. The realization of just how loud we were hit us at the same time, causing she and I to begin giggling. "Nick and Tara are probably getting an earful," Char cooed as she raked my back with one hand while stroking Randy's re-awakened dick in the other. Nick and Tara were our 'back-wall' neighbors, living behind us in the four-plex. Both were a bit younger than us by a couple of years but had become friends over the last six months. One evening after sharing some good weed, Tara 'confessed' that they can 'sometimes' hear Char and I when we're making love and that the sounds usually get them horny and that they fuck right along with us. "Wonder if they'll pick up on there being a third voice contributing to their foreplay," winking at Randy just as Char bent over to take him into her mouth. "Well, if they can, they'll know that I'm enjoying myself," Char pulled Randy's dick from her mouth to say, swallowing him whole after saying it. I couldn't help myself, I got aroused watching her suck him off. Hard again, I slipped into her one more time and fucked her as hard as I've ever fuck anyone in my life. When I pulled out of her, I slipped from the bed to go cleanup in the bathroom, Randy being pulled to take my place in her pussy from behind. After I showered quickly, I returned to sit in a chair and watched Randy and Char for the next hour of some seriously hot sucking and fucking... Interestingly as it turned out, Nick and Tara had heard the sex-fest that night, producing some not-so-well-hidden smirks and grins when we saw them the next day. But, that's a story for another day...